Azeroth’s Death Track

Today's Stormwind City is extremely lively.

There are many carriages galloping on the streets of the entire city. The carriages are engraved with the logos of various big businessmen in the federation. There are also some low-key official carriages, or simply some young people riding stylish mechanical motorcycles.

These are the beneficiaries of the federal system, or have accumulated a lot of wealth, or have been promoted to high positions because of the federal system, or are some famous literary and artistic workers, poets, actors or some famous people in the spiritual and civilized life of the federation. Collectors, explorers and more on the go.

These characters gathered today in a mansion in Stormwind to celebrate the coming-of-age ceremony for a young girl.

Vanessa Van Cleef, the precious daughter of Mr. Edwin Van Cleef, the Speaker of the Federal Congress, is also the only relative of the speaker. Today, Vanessa will celebrate her 18th birthday, and then she will truly adult.

Although there is no overly luxurious aristocratic style in the federal system, Speaker Edwin's original intention was to hold a small banquet and invite the old guys to sit together and chat, but the news spread somehow. When they went out, it turned into a large banquet. Between drinking and drinking, the original simple birthday celebration was also covered with a layer of political meaning.

Speaker Van Cleef was very dissatisfied with this, but he also had to join it... 11 of the 13 members of the Supreme Council came today, including him, there are 12, and the last member who did not come was not absent due to personal reasons. The undead congressman is still supervising the affairs of the federal immigration in the South China Sea. He really can't come.

You see, even the undead with pure minds have become good at dancing because of politics. Politics is really scary.

Just feeling sorry for Chancellor Edwin's precious daughter, it was supposed to be her big day.

But to be honest, Vanessa is not disappointed at all... She has her plan, except that at the beginning of the celebration, she showed her face and said a few scenes, and Vanessa quickly got rid of those The promising young men and ladies who flattered her all the time disappeared into the bustling celebration with swift gestures.

Today was indeed her big day, but not in the way her poor old father's impoverished imagination had imagined.

Hey, are you done?

After replacing the gorgeous long skirt with a set of leather armor that assassins often wear, Vanessa flipped into a basement in the Midnight Garden area of ​​Stormwind City with a light gesture. When she entered the basement, there was a There are already several bear kids who are preparing for the final salute.

Take a closer look, all the brats from the Dawnblade family are here...

Even the little Yuna, who was stupidly riding behind Arceus, put on a set of long-distance leather armor, and Anduin, whose cheeks were flushed with excitement, was even more fully armed, dressing himself as a cowboy-like little knight , Sarantia, who doesn't like to talk, even wears a small set of armor, with a long sword and shield on her back, which are really not bad.

After seeing Yuna and Anduin, Vanessa, who was still looking forward to it, stretched out her hand and covered her eyes. She said in despair:

Why do you still bring these three little oil bottles of them...

Dornan and Taelia shrugged, and Anduin threatened that if he and Sarantia were not taken on an adventure, he would complain to Aunt Alleria, so what could they do?

As for little Yuna... For this elusive little ghost, it is almost impossible to hide her whereabouts from her.

Wow! Here comes Vanessa!

Yuna didn't have the self-consciousness of dragging oil bottles, she grabbed Arceus' neck and let the soul deer lead her to Vanessa's side, Yuna proudly showed off the fish eggs on her shoulders to Vanessa:

Look~ new baby!

The fishball on the little ghost's shoulder probably sensed Vanessa's threat. This fel murloc re-dressed by Yuna let out a sharp grunt. Grabbed the miniature moon blade, which was the weapon that Yuna made for the little murloc according to Illidan's moon blade.

When the weak but pure fel fire ignited the weapon, the two knives looked decent, and Yuna also covered the murloc's eyes with a black cloth strip, and then Coupled with the demon horns growing on the forehead of the fish egg and the fel lines on its body, it really looks like the murloc version of Illidan.

Yo, this is really good!

Vanessa stretched out her fingers and flicked the violent fishball's head. Seeing the fel murloc screaming and jumping up and down on Yuna's shoulder, the originally depressed mood became much happier.

The assassin lady put her hips on her hips and said seriously to Yuna in front of her:

Listen, Yuna, Anduin, and Sarantia, I'm not going out for fun this time. Ms. Quiet Blade gave me the final assessment. She asked me to sneak into Silithus independently and chase Killing a hidden Twilight's Hammer lord, and Dornan also has his own important mission to go there, Taelia is walking with us in order to pursue the warrior's blade! This is a very serious matter .”

So, we can take the three of you there together, but you have to promise in advance! Don't cause us some trouble? Otherwise, we will throw you back! Understand?

clear!

Yuna raised her hand bluntly, and shouted loudly, but judging from her cheerful smile, the little girl might not have understood Vanessa's words at all, but Anduin and Sarantia nodded , Anduin is 9 years old this year, he is still a child, but thanks to Tyrion's strict teaching, adequate nutrition and supplements of various rare things, his body is already as tall as some 13- or 4-year-old boys .

As for the silent Sarantia, this girl has inherited the excellent physical fitness of the high elves, and she is taller than Anduin...

And just as Vanessa reprimanded the bear children, Dornan, who had just recovered from a serious illness, and Taelia, who was wearing heavy armor, were also in the corner of the basement, tapping the materials needed for this hiking.

This thing is really heavy...

Dornan, who was wearing draenei-style shaman mail armor, was holding a heavy shaped sword with both hands. This thing was nearly 1.7 meters long. The snow-white blade was not an ordinary weapon style, but was It was melted and cast into two separate blades like a tuning fork. The shape is extremely simple, but it reveals a rough and violent beauty.

This thing has no blade, and it has no soul. This is the original embryo of a weapon. It was Taelia who spent a lot of money and used the precious materials she collected to forge the best Grandmaster McGonagall among the Forgotten Kings. Taelia's adventure this time is to inject the soul and the power it should have into the original embryo of this legendary weapon.

swish

In Dornan's view, the long sword that needed two hands to lift was heavy, but Taelia easily grabbed it with one hand and swung it in the air a few times. The whistling sound of breaking wind made the scalp numb.

The weight is okay...but I'm more looking forward to its truly awakened posture!

The black-haired girl in front of me is one year older than Vanessa. At the age of 19, she has reached an astonishing 2.1 meters tall. Obviously, she inherited the excellent blood of her father Bolvar Fortagen. She is wearing a black heavy Armor is a gift from the Black Iron Emperor Thaurissan on her birthday. This set of armor is an expensive enchanted armor with a very violent shape. It is embellished with spikes and a heavy shield-shaped emblem. The sense of strength can also show Taelia's perfect body line.

Of course, this thing weighs 50 kilograms, and ordinary adults can't afford it at all, but it is engraved with special runes, and Taelia will not feel heavy oppression when wearing it. In the goblin black market, if less than 200,000 gold coins are sold, it is considered a big loss.

But in general, this thing is really worth the money, but its expensive cost often makes Dornan laugh at Taelia, wearing a bunch of gold coins to go out to fight.

10 source quality ingots, hundreds of arcane crystals, and other treasures, as well as the expensive craftsmanship of the beard... You spent all your savings and pocket money on the original embryo of this sword, Also borrowed a lot from me and Vanessa... I heard you also took some money from my mother, you are selling yourself to my parents...you know what? Taelia good boy.

Dornan looked at Taelia with some pain in her back as she carried the cold sword behind her back. The little hoof girl snorted and said maliciously:

Hope it doesn't disappoint you...

Of course it won't! I'm going to challenge Tyrion with it...

Taelia put a thick shield full of thorns behind her back, then picked up a black full-face helmet and buckled it on her head. Her posture at this time was like a fully armed Killing machine, she said to Dornan in a low voice:

But speaking of it, you're not the same...I heard that Tyrion also spent almost a million gold coins for your warhammer. The money put together is enough to crush your small body ten times to death. More than once, do you really think you are worthy of that warhammer? Would you like to give it to me...I can sell myself to you for the rest of my life~

Cut! Who wants you!

Dornan flicked her tail arrogantly, she rubbed the flame gemstone ring on her finger, and said softly:

Dad said that was the best blessing he could give me...he hoped that I could protect myself in the future...I won't let him down!

The next moment, the genius shaman Little Hoof raised her head, and a trace of stubbornness and firmness similar to that of Tyrion flashed in her blue eyes. She looked at the wind element in front of her, which was made of gemstones but lacked a soul. Totem, she whispered:

So, that wind chaser, it can't let me down!

swish

Dornan buckled a crown-like elemental crown on her head, fixed the mail gloves on her hands, then grabbed the heavy totem in her hands, turned her head and threw something to Vanessa, she asked arrive:

Are you ready?

Vanessa looked at the orange-yellow skull in her hand, which looked like a half-cut perfect crystal skull. She brought the crystal skull close to her ear, and could still hear faint, meaningless whispers coming from the skull. The soft moaning sound is like the wind being imprisoned.

She threw the half of the skull into her storage ring, then nodded to the others:

Then, let's go...

Go to Silithus and take our...first prey!

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The children are leaving?

On the wilderness of the dead, in the huge garden, Tyrion stood beside the thriving tree of reincarnation. Behind him, the face of the blood mistress was somewhat worried. She said to her husband:

That's a wind elemental prince, do you really trust those children to challenge it?

I don't worry. I'm just like you. I worry about whether they will get hurt or fail...

Tyrion stretched out his hand and stroked the branch emitting pale light. At this moment, he was like an old father who was worried about his children, his face was full of flowing emotions:

But don't worry, we can't stop the children from exploring the world and their conquest...I told the night elves, if you want children to become weak, give them everything they need, but if you want them to become weak If you want to be strong, you have to be strict.”

I can't break my promise... Besides, I'm just a weak wind elemental prince. If they can't even complete this challenge, it means that I have truly failed in the cause of nurturing children.

Speaking of which, did you give Dornan those two shackles?

The Great Lord asked, and the Blood Mistress nodded:

I secretly put it in her package, that silly child probably hasn't noticed yet, but...do those two shackles have any special effect?

That's what I asked Director Maiev to take out from her watchman's crypt. It's the shackles created by the elements during the ancient Lord's War. As long as they can defeat Sunderland, the air elemental prince will There's nowhere to go...

Tyrion turned around, hugged his wife in his arms, and said softly:

I'll keep an eye on them, don't worry...